Archive for August, 2008

The earthquake zone

Saturday, August 30th, 2008

The old man called to me from the side of the road. “Sit for a while,” he said. “Talk to me.” It was getting late. Aside for a few streetlamps scattered between the rigid blue refugee tents there wasn’t much in the way of light. The earthquake had extinguished the neon and once gleaming signs […]

The island

Saturday, August 30th, 2008

We walked through the empty rooms, Li Si, the student and I, squinting in the dark. The air was sticky and still, the way things are before the sky opens up with rain. It was somber in those bare rooms. Outside on the balcony we could see the splashes of light knifing through the building […]